Portable Space: Red Age of Rebirth

The happy days passed quickly, and autumn arrived in the blink of an eye. I heard from Du's father that wild ducks generally don't lay eggs at this time, and now Ya'er rarely goes to the reeds to lay duck eggs. The little kids are also vigorously collecting duck eggs.

It has gradually ended, and now few people go to collect duck eggs.

But with the arrival of autumn, the happy season for children has also arrived. Children in this era usually don’t have much snacks to eat. However, it is different in autumn. At this time, there are many wild fruits that have just ripened in the mountains.

Yes, there are also pecans, chestnuts, pine nuts and the like that are ripe in autumn. The sweet and sour wild fruits and the fragrant and crisp pine nuts are the best snacks in their eyes. Every autumn, the mountains and plains are full of flowers.

Looking for wild fruits is also the most unique fun for children in this era. They rarely eat fruits at ordinary times, but at this time of year they eat them with open stomachs, and their stomachs are full all day long.

Although at this time of year, her two brothers always bring some wild fruits back to them, Ya'er still wants to experience the unique childlike charm of children in the mountains. In the past two years, Ya'er has been envious of her brothers going up to the mountains to pick fruits more than once.

Every time I wanted to go with him, Du Ma used the excuse of being too young to suppress her. In fact, Ya'er is in good health. Although she is only four years old now, she is about the same size as a 6 or 7-year-old child.

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On this day, under the guise of helping her brothers pick mushrooms, Ya'er finally got permission from her family to go up the mountain. She called her four other little golden flower companions and followed her brother and a dozen or so others into the mountain.

In fact, Ya'er went to the mountains mainly to have some fun and experience the feeling of going out with friends. If she were to pick fruits and mushrooms alone, she would have a lot of space in her own space, but there would be no such lively and lively feeling.

The joy of harvest. This group of half-grown men entered the mountains, just like the devils entering the village. They went up to the trees to pick fruits, and went down to the trees to pick mushrooms. They jumped up and down like monkeys, and soon they were picking fruits and mushrooms.

to a lot.

In addition to Ya'er, the other four little golden flowers are also very slow. Although they can't climb trees to pick fruits like the dozen and a half-year-olds, picking mushrooms below is their strong point. They also know that Ya'er's second

Once on the mountain, the men kept on telling Ya'er what kind of mushrooms could be picked and what kind of mushrooms should not be picked.[

"Ya'er, don't pick those beautiful mushrooms. They are poisonous and will cause stomach ache. If you want to pick them, just pick these gray and ugly mushrooms. They are delicious. And these

It’s wormy. It’s okay if the worms eat it, and people can eat it too.” As soon as he heard this introduction, he knew it was Fatty.

When the mushrooms were almost harvested, a dozen and a half-year-olds were digging around in the bushes. In a short time, each person came back with a bag of wild fruits. Eating the sweet and sour wild fruits, Ya'er listened.

The brothers told themselves what kind of fruit this was and what kind of fruit that was. However, there were so many kinds of wild fruits on the mountain that even though Ya'er had a small brain with a photographic memory, she couldn't remember them all at once. Now her attention was completely focused.

I came across these wild fruits, and each one looked delicious. Ya'er, who is greedy, tasted one of each. Personally, I think the most delicious one is the wild grape, which is sour and sweet, but

Everything else was also good. At the end of the meal, Ya'er, an inexperienced person, had her teeth knocked out from eating it. Her saliva dripped down whenever she spoke, which made Ya'er, a pseudo-child, blush with embarrassment.

After eating the fruits, I picked mushrooms on my back and went down the mountain. These mushrooms were dried in the sun and kept for my own consumption. The rest were sold to the purchasing station, which would be another income. After more than a month at night, the mountains in the mountains

Walnuts, chestnuts, and pine nuts can also be picked. These are children’s favorite snacks in winter. Every family picks a lot every autumn, and in winter, children’s pockets are full every day.

In the blink of an eye, the fields were already colorful and gorgeous. The red sorghum, the yellow rice, and the plump ears were hanging heavy. Although the corn poles still stood straight, they looked like soldiers waiting for inspection by the villagers.

However, the corn stalks have already begun to wither. The corn stalks are as long as an adult's hand and are golden in color. In the eyes of the villagers, these corn stalks are more important than gold and silver. At least they can fill their stomachs.

After the autumn harvest begins, every household, old and young, men and women, all have to go to work. They are so busy that they will not even have time to eat. The food has to be sent to the fields because they have to take advantage of the good weather to collect the crops quickly.

At home, if there is an autumn rain, half the year's harvest will be ruined. Although the autumn harvest is the busiest and most tiring time, everyone has a smile on their faces, and only in such days can we have success.

Today is the first day of the autumn harvest. The whole family got up early. Grandma Du also specially filled two pots of honey water with a military kettle for Father Du to take to the fields. During the autumn harvest, even the big ones like her brothers

The children all have to help together.

Everyone, young and old, arrived at the fields early in the morning. The village chief said a few words as usual, mainly to seize the time to harvest and not be lazy. At 9 o'clock, a long firecracker was set off to thank God for the face. This year's harvest is another

That's right. After the firecrackers went off, the village chief gave the order, and young and old rushed into the fields.

Everyone divided the work and cooperated, some were responsible for cutting rice, some were responsible for breaking corn, and some were responsible for chopping sorghum. Swish, swish, swish, the sickle was waved, click, click, and the corn sticks drew a golden arc and flew up the hill-like pile of corn.

The aunts and ladies are quick in their hands, and they are responsible for dexterous work such as breaking corn. The uncles and uncles are strong, and they are responsible for the hard work of cutting rice, chopping sorghum, and transporting crops. Of course, the young men and girls are not to be outdone, and they are capable of doing the work.

It's pretty much the same. The kids are responsible for picking up the leaks, and the older ones are responsible for handling logistics, drying out food, and so on.

Ya'er and the other five little golden flowers also had baskets hanging on their arms, and followed the adults to pick up the fallen ears of rice. Their little faces were all red from the sun. When the rice was being harvested, the wild man who was hiding in the rice field

Rabbits immediately ran out of hiding places. Since there were too many wild rabbits, from time to time one would run away from the scythe underground, causing a group of half-grown men to scream and chase after the scythe. Where could they catch up?

There are a lot of water snakes and snakes in the rice fields, and sometimes the heads of the snakes are cut off when the sickle is struck. The fifth grandfather is the best to eat this bite, and he usually puts it away. Basically, children in the mountains in this era

I have eaten snake meat, and it is said that snake meat tastes very delicious. But when Ya'er thinks about it, she gets goosebumps all over her body. When picking rice ears, she also followed Yang Yue and the others closely, fearing that they would not know when they would come from the ground.

A piece of it came out.

Seeing that the sun was almost reaching noon, the old man and the children went home to prepare lunch first, and continued to work on the rest. After harvesting the day earlier, they would be more relaxed. Before going home, Ya'er even went to Du's place.

Take the two green military kettles and prepare to bring them water in the afternoon. I thought that the weather was not very hot, so there must be a lot left in the kettles, but it turned out that there was not a drop left in them, and they drank them all long ago.

It’s gone. I don’t know which of the half-year-old children took a sip, but they all knew that the water brought by Lao Du’s family was sweet. Those boys, you take a sip, I take a sip, it’s gone long ago, Grandpa Du and Daddy Du both

Didn't drink it.

Time was tight at noon and lunch was simple. Grandma Du specially steamed a large pot of pure white flour steamed buns, each of which was as big as a bowl. She cooked a dozen salted duck eggs and added a pot full of beans and fried bacon.

, cooked a large pot of mung bean soup. Although it was simple, it was still rich. When Grandma Du and Ya'er carried it to the fields for Grandpa and the others in baskets, the basket full of white flour steamed buns alone made the people around them swoon.

My mouth watered, and then I saw the dozen salted duck eggs and bacon, and a few people who were close to my uncle were shamelessly coming to ask for food. My grandparents, Dad, Du and Mom, they didn't care about these things, so they ended up eating a pot full of steamed buns.

Not even a drop was left in the pot of mung bean soup that my uncle later went to get.

Waiting until night, Grandma Du thought that everyone had to work hard all day and must eat something good. Now there was no shortage of eggs at home, so she ruthlessly killed an old hen. The native chickens in the mountains usually eat some.

Insects, vegetable leaves, etc. are extremely fat. After killing them, the meat of the chicken thighs will slurp. When stewing the chicken, there is no need to add oil. Simmer on low heat for an hour, and when it is almost done,

Add some sun-dried oyster mushrooms, hazel mushrooms, shiitake mushrooms, and fungus. The stewed chicken soup is fragrant and bright, with a layer of oil floating on it. Stir-fry a pot of old cucumbers, and steam a pot of rice. There is no need at this time.

What kind of rice cooker is it? When Grandma Du steams rice, she first adds an appropriate amount of water and rice, then simmers it over low heat. When the rice is about eighty cooked, use a grate to take the rice out, and then continue to steam it on the grate for a dozen or so seconds.

Minutes. The rice steamed like this will be crystal clear, not sticky at all, and there will be a pot of thick rice soup.

When my uncle and brothers came back in the evening and saw the dinner prepared by Grandma Du, they didn't bother to wash their hands or wait for Grandpa Du to be the first to stretch out his chopsticks. The three of them picked up a piece of chicken with their hands and started eating.

Grandpa Du coughed, looked at Grandpa Du's face, and quickly washed his hands. The family was satisfied with the simple dinner, and even Grandpa ate two bowls of rice. Not to mention the three little calves, my uncle and brother.

Everyone ate four bowls. The brothers who ate said that if they could eat such rice, they would eat it every day. In fact, it is difficult to eat rice all year round, so it tastes very delicious, and it is only occasionally eaten.

Make rice porridge or something.

After dinner, everyone went to bed early to rest. We will continue to work tomorrow.

In the next ten days, grandma still tried her best to prepare delicious food for everyone. At noon, there were still a few half-grown children coming to grab food. After the autumn harvest, the family lost a few old hens and ducks. However, since the autumn harvest

Starting from the second day, it seems that everyone's life has improved a lot. Many villagers are also eating white flour steamed buns, and there is no shortage of eggs, bacon, etc. It seems that everyone's income this year is good.

After more than ten days of busy work, the fields became bare and all the crops were taken back to their homes. The villagers finally felt relieved. The harvest of the year was finally almost in their pockets. In previous years, after the autumn harvest, the villagers

It's like she's shed a layer of skin, she's so thin. After busy harvesting this year, many villagers seem to have gained a lot of weight.

The harvest is not over yet. Next, they are busy threshing, drying, and finally putting it into the warehouse. Seeing the grain entering the warehouse, the villagers finally put their hearts in their stomachs and no longer have to worry about being hungry this year. God will take care of the people this year.

, the harvest is very good. After finishing this year's crops, the villagers will continue to be busy plowing the land, fertilizing, and sowing seeds. By the time the seeds are planted in the ground, it is already the end of October.